The Lesson, Not the Loss

I heard a spoken word once—

about being in love with someone

who will never love you back.

And it stayed with me.

Because if we’re honest…

most of us have been there.

We’ve all played the fool

in somebody else’s story.

Seeing the good in them.

Supporting them.

Showing up fully…

while they were only halfway present.

Those kinds of relationships leave marks.

They make you question:

people’s intentions your own worth even love itself

They plant seeds of doubt

that try to follow you into places they don’t belong.

But here is the truth—

the kind that sets you free:

They were never yours.

Not your person.

Not your promise.

Not your one.

Not what some call your bashert—

the one God set aside for you

before time even began.

They were a lesson.

A preparation.

A mirror.

Because not everyone you love

is meant to stay.

And not everyone you marry

was sent to complete you.

Some were sent to teach you:

how to recognize love how to choose yourself how to set boundaries how to see your own value

They remind you—sometimes painfully—

that you are

beautifully and wonderfully made.

Not to be tolerated.

Not to be half-loved.

Not to be an option.

And one day…

you’ll stop asking

why they didn’t choose you—

and start thanking God

they didn’t.

Because what is meant for you

will never require you

to shrink, chase, or question your worth.

It will recognize you.

Fully.